Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Robin

The Robin is the One
That interrupt the Morn
With hurried — few—express Reports
When March is scarcely on —

The Robin is the One
That overflow the Noon
With her cherubic quantity—
An April but begun—

The Robin is the One
That speechless from her Nest
Submit that Home—and Certainty
And Sanctity, are best.

1. My Cricket
2. It Can't Be Summer, - That Got Through
3. The Juggler of Day
4. Summer's Obsequies
5. Like Mighty Footlights Burned the Red

Jones Very The Robin ("Thou need'st not flutter from thy half-built nest")

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